Victoria Falls

I did the sunset cruise on the Zambezi last night. It was not a booze cruise, but I definitely drank enough wine to get my money's worth. This was because I ended up talking to some people who'd lived in South Africa for 30 years who said things like, "You know, black rule didn't help them any." I needed frequent refills to keep myself from responding to things like that. We saw some elephants and hippos beside the river, munched hors d'oeuvres, and saw the beautiful sunset. I was classing the place up with my kitenge dress from Tanzania.

This morning I went to the Victoria Falls Bridge to take the zipline over the gorge. It was AMAZING seeing the gorge that way. Sadly, I was not nearly crazy enough to go for the gorge swing or bungee jump. But a lot of other people were. I personally want to live to see America (or what's left of it) again. But the zipline was great. I went into the park and hiked out to see the Boiling Pot (not worth the uphill slog to return). Also went to the Knife's Edge Footbridge, which was worth any obstacles faced in getting here. I could see the falls up close, the rainbows, got soaked with mist, and managed to fall (not once, but twice) cracking my kneecap really hard on the slippery and mossy path. There is a huge bruise and I'm glad I don't have any more walking planned today. Why do I always have to fall down when I go someplace cool? Gombe? Fell in the mud (twice). Lushoto? Fell several times while hiking. I can't remember falling in Zanzibar but I did break my shoe in the quicksand, and I feel like that counts as a klutz factor.

Tomorrow I intend to start for Namibia. Note that that doesn't necessarily mean that I will, as public transport here doesn't take my intentions into consideration.